I had every intention of taking Elise down the cabin I had, but the intent is nine-tenths of doing something, but without the one-tenth act-ion part, you were just blowing smoke. Smoke was being blown as I was dragged, with Elise, down into one of the larger rooms the girls were sharing. I got inside to find some of my wives all sitting around with wine glass, and after a quick look around, I got a bit worried.
"Uh...hey ladies, how's it going?" I asked, feeling a bit rosy-cheeked, that wine at the wing place must have been strong, and now I had no way to burn it off like with Balthazar.
